Stamps God's own name upon a lie just made, To turn a penny in the way of trade. — William Cowper Lying Copy Share Image
No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Religion does not censure or exclude Unnumbered pleasures, harmlessly pursued. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Manner is all in all whatever is writ, the substitute for genius sense and wit — William Cowper Intelligence Copy Share Image
Where men of judgment creep and feel their way, The positive pronounce without dismay. — William Cowper Dismay Copy Share Image
Words learn'd by rote a parrot may rehearse, But talking is not always to converse, Not more distinct from harmony divine The… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
My soul is sick with every day's report of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled. — William Cowper Earth Copy Share Image
The mind, relaxing into needful sport, Should turn to writers of an abler sort, Whose wit well managed, and whose classic style,… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
“Knowledge dwells in heads replete with thoughts of other men; wisdom in minds attentive to their own.” — William Cowper Knowledge Copy Share Image
Where penury is felt the thought is chain'd, And sweet colloquial pleasures are but few. — William Cowper Chains Copy Share Image
The Cross! There, and there only (though the deist rave, and the atheist, if Earth bears so base a slave); There and… — William Cowper Atheist Copy Share Image
How readily we wish time spent revoked, that we might try the ground again where once--through inexperience, as we now perceive--we missed… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
“When we don't pray, we quit the fight. Prayer keeps the Christian's armor bright. And Satan trembles when he sees. The weakest… — William Cowper Christianity Copy Share Image
The spleen is seldom felt where Flora reigns; The low'ring eye, the petulance, the frown, And sullen sadness, that o'ershade, distort, And… — William Cowper Beauty Copy Share Image
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased With melting airs, or… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
The slaves of custom and established mode, With pack-horse constancy we keep the road Crooked or straight, through quags or thorny dells,… — William Cowper Bells Copy Share Image
A story, in which native humour reigns, Is often useful, always entertains; A graver fact, enlisted on your side, May furnish illustration,… — William Cowper Comedy Copy Share Image
If hindrances obstruct the way, Thy magnanimity display. And let thy strength be seen: But O, if Fortune fill thy sail With… — William Cowper Canvas Copy Share Image
I would not enter in my list of friends, Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm. An inadvertent step may crush the… — William Cowper Friendship Copy Share Image
Forced from home, and all its pleasures, afric coast I left forlorn; to increase a stranger's treasures, o the raging billows borne.… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fire-side enjoyments, home-born happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturb'd retirement,… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
England, with all thy faults I love thee still, My country! — William Cowper Country Copy Share Image
[My kitten] is dressed in a tortoise-shell suit, and I know you will delight in her. — William Cowper Cat Copy Share Image
No, Freedom has a thousand charms to show That slaves, howe'er contented, never know. — William Cowper Charm Copy Share Image
Absence of occupation is not rest; A mind quite vacant is a mind distressed. — William Cowper Absence Copy Share Image
War's a game, which, were their subjects wise, Kings would not play at. — William Cowper Anti war Copy Share Image
O, popular applause! what heart of man is proof against thy sweet, seducing charms? — William Cowper Applause Copy Share Image
And the tear that is wiped with a little address, May be follow'd perhaps by a smile. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Vice stings us even in our pleasures, but virtue consoles us even in our pains. — William Cowper Character Copy Share Image